totallygay | Sixth Skull 〰 [Audio]

[never would have guessed they were concerned about Tatsumi killing people a few tags back, would you?]

I admit, it is more personal than America, but I like both names.

[He'll have to try and say it the next time they have sex or something. Yep. Oh, look, another kiss and roaming hands.]

Did you have enough to eat?

[ America gets distracted easily, what can I say. ]

You should! They're both awesome names!

[ That would make him happy yes. Kissing back-- but man if you expected to go anywhere when you're tempting him with food, you've got another thing coming. ]

I could go for more! What did you have in mind?

[Tatsumi runs a hand through that blond hair but then stops. he is a bit surprised the other wants MORE food. he wasn't trying to tempt America with food, rather then lead the conversation into something else. Epic Fail, apparently.]

Uh, I could cook you something else?

What do you have that I can work with?

[ A lesson Tatsumi will soon learn: never ask America about his food intake, because the answer will always be that he didn't have enough. Fucking black hole stomach. ]

Everything! Well, no, not everything, but I've got a microwave and an electric oven and there's this really high-tech stove that I'm pretty sure is electric something and I've been stockpiling food and I've got some left over from Edgeworth's supply!

[ Rolling off Tatsumi's lap and tugging him in the direction of the kitchen.

It's really not all that special. It's just a glass-ceramic stovetop, but hey, it's the 60s, he's used to gas EVERYTHING. As for food... canned everything under the goddamn sun, boxes of "JUST ADD WATER" sort of things, and meat in the freezer.

I bet you anything he also has a ton of shit with Japanese labels that he has NO IDEA what they are. Coconut sugar, clam sauce, Arm & Hammer, and dish detergent are among the things you might find among his food supply. And whatever the hell other strange things the Japanese have idk. ]

[yes, it is already turning over 100 time sin his mind, like "Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why?"]

Ya?

[He lets himself be pulled into the kitchen, not that he has much choice with the chip in, but he smiles and looks at all the canned and instant foods. His eyes widen as he starts to pull stuff out]

Whoa! This is a lot of stuff, Ameri- ah- er- Alfred!

[Tatsumi will teach himself in time, but for now he begins to pull things out to make the nation another meal.]

No one works harder than me when it comes to food! Having lots of food is my specialty.

[ He doesn't take notice to the fumbling over his name; he's cool with either, after all. America will at least help with the cooking. He starts grabbing implements from... all over. Everywhere. No wonder Tatsumi ends up cleaning the place. ]

You in the mood for anything in particular?

[ Look how considerate he is, actually asking for others' opinions. IT'S HOW HE SHOWS HE CARES. ]

You're letting me pick? [Ok. Brain spinning. Tatsumi wasn't planning on this at all and he has no idea. He glances around before looking back at America]

Uh, I don't really know...

What are you most comfortable cooking?

BURGERS!

[ As if that wasn't the answer. ]

I've been craving Cajun for a while, but there's virtually no seafood around here.

Do you have stuff to make burgers? What do you like on them?

You know, I kinda been craving mashed potatoes. Do you have any instant stuff?

[e starts looking around. Holy hell this is a mess. No matter where his yellow eyes dart to there is just... stuff and not what he is looking for. He finds some mac n cheese but before he says anything he looks back at America.]

Wait. You can cook Cajun stuff?

I have meat patties! And bagels in the fridge, which are close enough to patties! And yeah, the instant stuff's under there.

[ He points to some random cupboard. Meanwhile, he's crawling under the sink for... something. Oh, THERE'S where he left the spatula! Wow. As he's crawling out, he grins at Tatsumi. His voice takes on a Southern drawl. Welcome to the wonderful world of America's varied and fluctuating accents ~~that I sadly attempt to phonetically type out.~~ ]

Louisiana's mine, ain't it? Gimme some crawfish, bell peppers, onion, celery, an' spices, an' I can make a pretty mean gumbo.

[Oh boy. Tatsumi opens up one and looks around, eventually finding it in another. He pulls it out but stops and stares at America once more. This is starting to become a normal thing, isn't it?]

...

[He laughs at the accent, coming over to ruffle that hair once more]

Ha ha! Say something else like that. That was really cute.

[Do it again! Do it again!!]

[ Yes. Yes it is. And when he stand, he grins and puffs his chest out proudly. Watch as I bastardize American accents everywhere. ]

Whatcha want me ta say? Gotta thing fer my Southern ways?

[ He winks, switching over again. ]

Notin' wrong with tha North eithah! Whadda 'bout this one? You evah been ta Boston? I could take yah theah!

[ Again. ]

Or maybe New Yawk's more yo style?

[ Again. This time, with a smirk. Behold the worst accent of them all. ]

Ahhh, but dat's not da one you were askin' about! Yous a Cajun man, non? Mon cher got'n ear fer da French roots wit da Southahn charm!

[I love you for that tag. lmao.

Tatsumi is just enjoying the show, snickering and hair wiggling going on, not to mention he is ready to clap his hands in applause, despite hardly understanding that last one.]

How do you keep doing that? I-I can't pick now! You got so many!

[ sob. the Boston one is fun so let's try that again. ]

It's a regional thing! Mosta tha time I don' even notice it. I head ovah ta one'a my states an' peoples're all talkin' tha same way, an' I staht slippin' inta whatevah they'ah talkin' like. It jus' kinda happens naturally!

[ He shrugs, then settles back into his normal "Midwest" accent. ]

But most of my people talk like this, so I guess this is kinda like my "default" way of speaking.

[Actually, I do this very same thing when I'm around different people. I pick up their accent and it takes a little before it goes away. It's hilarious!!]

I like that last one, but they're all pretty cool. It's like... a talent or something...

... I can best understand you when you talk normally, though.

The only time I think I pick up any accents is when I'm listening and singing along to music, ya!

[He sets the mashed potatoes down and goes to find something else]

[ Haha same, except mine ends up somewhere between that region and Maryland. Or should I say MURRLAND. ]

Den I'll jus' 'ave ta save dis fer special occasions!

[ Instead of finishing cooking, America sits on the counter. He is the most helpful. ]

Let's hear your accents! Can ya imitate mine?

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[MURRLEND. BALLIMORE. 'NNAPOLIS. WARSHINGTON. WE GOT IT MADE!

Tatsumi tries to find something to cook things IN. He smiles, shrugging and giving it a go.

EXCEPT I SUCK WITH ACCENTS. OMFG.]

It's easier with music but I guess I don' have ta hear anythin' fancy tunes to try an' get talkin' like ya.

[He laughs, mostly at himself because wow wtf did he just do?]

[ I hold onto whatever tatters of dignity I have that I don't say "warsh."

America laughs along because WOW TATSUMI was that like a guy with a Japanese accent trying to pull off a Southern American accent? I believe it was. ]

Good try!

[Unfortunately, I was raised to say it and still do. It came to my attention in 5th grade when I wrote "Warsh me" on the black board. It sucks when you can't spell worth a damn. That's why I use Firefox. Yay for firefox spell check, even if it sucks half the time!

Yes. Yes. aaaand Yes. That is exactly what he just tried to pull, but like he said, he sounds a lot better when music is involved.]

If ya say so! Maybe you can help me with it more later...

[Because right now, hes already got into cooking and moving about the messy kitchen. He wasn't hungry before but now he actually is. However, it's for blood but he's going to try and prolong the inevitable it a bit with food.]

Do you want me to make ya hamburgers or do you want something spicy?

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[ jsdkal;r LOLLLL. It's okay, I'm in the MURRLEND camp and my a's get twangy when I'm tired. Ohhhh Murrlend. ]

Sure thing! Southern might even be easier for you than Midwest, but we'll see which works best.

[ Tatsumi will end up a goddamn hillbilly when America is through with him. BECOME AN AMERICAN CITIZEN. MOVE TO GEORGIA. ]

How about spicy burgers!

[I wonder how I sound sometimes, considering I haven't been in Murrlend for a long time.]

Ya! Then I'll sound like an American!! Ha ha!!!

[Hell no! He's going to Cali and Las Vegas and New York and Texas And-- okay maybe a second home in Florida, just because I'm sure he's 'been there' enough times for it to be considered one by now.

Too bad he wasn't born in the USA or he could be the next United States President! YA!!!]

Okay. I'll give that a go! I think I saw... some spices around here somewhere. It's a shame you don't have jalapeno peppers... or I'd use those.

That's the plan, isn't it?

[ Tatsumi as president. I can't decide if the world would end or if America would be the ultimate hegemon. ]

Wish I did, but anything that's not canned soup or something is hard to come by!

[ Finally jumping off the counter to help with... whatever he can do. ]

Ha ha! Ya! That'd be cool. I could really confuse some people, specially from where I lived before!

[It would be the most amazing thing ever... along with all the killing.]

That's cool. I'll just work with what I got. Granted, I never had to use just canned and boxed food, but it's like a challenge and makes it fun.

[His attention is gathered to watch the nation jump off but says nothing. He just sighs, biting his lip for a moment before changing the pace of his hunger thoughts.]

What kind of vegetable do you like?

I like everything! ...Except marmite. I don't even know what that is but it's poison.

[ He shudders as though he's recalling one of the most horrible things in the world. And he is.

Now peering over Tatsumi's shoulder while he does whatever. ]

Do you cook a lot back home? Ya seem pretty comfortable with it!

Marmite? I'll... keep that in mind and make sure to stay away from it.

[He really rather not die again, specially by food. That'd be just as embaressing.

Tatsumi smiles at America's question.]

A little bit. Yoshie and I did most the cooking but before turning into a werewolf, I did some on my own, too. Don't tell anyone I can cook though, okay? It's... embarrassing. Not just that but then everyone wants you to cook for them. Ha ha!

[Wait. That's what he's doing right now, isn't it? He waves a hand dismissively before winking]

But you're cool! We're together, so it's different and stuff!! Besides, you act like anything I make is delicious or something!

[However, this werepire has learned NOT TO MENTION FOOD around you, America. >:| It never ends.]

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(Action!) I feel like I can only use this icon when tagging America... :|

(Action!) stop stealing Texas, Tatsumi

(Action!) Not until he gets a new pair of shades!!!

(Action!) BUT HE CAN'T SEE RIGHT WITHOUT TEXAS!!!

(Action!) DEAL WITH IT or find him a pair. >:|

(Action!) sob he will trip over everything

(Action!) Fiiine. Only because that'd be too amusing waaay too often.